ABSTRACT
Whilst these misfortunes, in spite of her philosophy, filled Dorothea’s bosom with affliction, and occupied her whole thoughts, the mighty cause and the emancipation of her species, seldom occurred to her memory; nor, though suffering under the operations of the great tyrant, Death, did her expansive mind form a single scheme of opposition to his power; on the contrary, she received these inflictions as the inevitable will of a superior being; and was ready to forget her scepticism, and bow down to an authority she knew not how to resist.
